Unreliable: A Monster's Tale
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They say monsters are born in the dark. They whisper of shadows that hunger, of creatures who wear human faces only long enough to betray them.
I never asked to be one of those stories. I only remember death, and the Shadow who claimed me in it's laughter. Now it waits, mocking, as hunger grows sharper inside my bones.
Am I the monster they warn children of? Or can I still decide what I become?
This is my confession.
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